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[DuckLover179]

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"Sorry to startle you with that information... Do you currently have a foal?" He asked calmly.

"Oh, yes, I did. His name is Apollo, have you seen him recently?"

"Apollo... You mean Shadow's foal???" He asked confused.

 

[chickendiva25]

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"Oh, yes, I did. His name is Apollo, have you seen him recently?"

"Apollo... You mean Shadow's foal???" He asked confused.

"What? No, Apollo is my foal." She said firmly. "Did she say other-wise?"

 

[DuckLover179]

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"Apollo... You mean Shadow's foal???" He asked confused.

"What? No, Apollo is my foal." She said firmly. "Did she say other-wise?"

"Yes... Well I think he may have been alone, and she is taking care of him as her foal... I'm not sure really." He replied.

 

[Gerbil]

Dutchy, Dutchgirl, Dutchling, Dutcharoo, Dutch!?

Can I make another herd?
I had a slight idea, they could be allies or just neutral. Someone else to play encase it was needed someday. It won't be major or anything.

Plus, it won't be evil like Boo's!

 

[DuckLover179]

Shadow woke Apollo up. "Do you wanna go for a walk sweety?" She asked softly.

 

[chickendiva25]

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Apollo yawned and smiled. "Otay."

 

[duckluv]

Aiden stopped, realizing he had no idea where he was.

 

[DuckLover179]

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Apollo yawned and smiled. "Otay."

"You have to stay by mommy, okay?".

 

[chickendiva25]

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Apollo yawned and smiled. "Otay."

"You have to stay by mommy, okay?".

He nodded and stood up.

 

[Blue_Myst]

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Remus graved in the shadow of the trees, miserable and distracted. The mare, Sprite, had been injured badly, and in the blood, the pain, and the injuries, the stallion began to remember the time when he had seen other horses sprawled and gasping on the ground. Images of horses flashed threw his mind; eyes, sunken and pale, and staring even in death. Ribs showing, and limbs shaking with weakness. And Jem. No, he commanded himself. He mustn't think of Jem. Yet even as he attempted to block the flashes of memory, a tear began to glimmer in the corners of his deep brown eyes.

Suddenly his nostrils widened.

Horses. Different horses.

It took a moment to see the stallions looking over the herd. They just stood there, watching, old and young side by side. Quietly, Remus struck up the mountain.

"Good afternoon!" The Norwegian Fjord approached the two horses curiously, ears twitching as he listened. "What brings you here?"